Framed at the beginning: Female educated youth forced to marry disabled military officer

Meng Xiaoman chatted with Grandma Zhou for a while at Sister Fang's house, and collected the remaining half of the mille-feuille shoes. She didn't go back until Sister Fang came home from work.

"Hey, Xiaoman, why are you so leisurely today? Have you sent the child away?"

Sister Fang said while washing her hands.

"The child's family came to pick him up in the afternoon."

"By the way, has your man come back? He went to work today. I heard from people who got up early in the village that they saw him."

"Yeah, I came back this morning."

Meng Xiaoman replied, rubbing the small stones under her shoes with her toes, but did not say anything about leaving.

"Then why don't you come to my house to visit me if you're not at home to spend time with me?"

Seeing her acting like a shy little daughter-in-law, Sister Fang couldn't help but joke.

"What? You don't welcome me?"

Meng Xiaoman said angrily. Although she knew that what happened tonight was unavoidable, she was still a little timid when it came to the end.

"No, I'm welcome at any time. I'm afraid someone is in a hurry."

Before Sister Fang finished speaking, she heard Xiao Xiangdong's knock on the door, "Sister Fang, is Xiaoman here? I'll call her for dinner."

"Here you are," Sister Fang winked at Meng Xiaoman and whispered something in her ear until her face was filled with pink. Then she pushed her out and said to Xiao Xiangdong as she walked. , "Quick, take your wife away."

"Thank you, Sister Fang. Come and play at home another day."

Xiao Xiangdong held Meng Xiaoman's hand and clasped it with his fingers. It was time to get off work. Although there were not many people at the back of the village, people going up the mountain behind the village would pass by. Meng Xiaoman was afraid of being seen, so he pulled his hand away. But can't pull it away.

"Relax, someone is here."

Villagers who were going up the mountain happened to pass by and said hello to Xiao Xiangdong. Xiao Xiangdong held her hand tightly and greeted people naturally.

"fine."

After they left, Xiao Xiangdong let go of her hand and put his arm around her waist. "We are husband and wife. It's normal to hold hands."

Ever since he connected with her, Xiao Xiangdong wanted to tell the whole world that Meng Xiaoman was his wife.

After eating, Xiao Xiangdong put away the dishes and went to wash the dishes, "I boiled the hot water, you go take a shower first."

Meng Xiaoman nodded and went to the inner room to get her pajamas. After thinking about it, she changed her shorts and short-sleeved pajamas into a nightgown.

The last time she went to the county town, she exchanged some tickets with Wang Lei, including cloth tickets. She bought five feet of floral muslin and went home to make a short suspender nightgown.

After carefully taking a shower with soap and washing his hair, Meng Xiaoman came out of the shower room after waiting for half an hour.

Xiao Xiangdong saw her coming out with wet hair and wanted to wipe her hair, but Meng Xiaoman refused, "I'll do it myself. You go and wash it quickly."

It was too hot in summer and it was too greasy to apply on the body due to sweating. Meng Xiaoman only used ice cream to wipe her face and hands. Then sit in front of the dressing table and twist your hair with a dry towel.

When the hair is straight and semi-dry, apply some osmanthus hair oil. After drying, the hair will become smooth and smooth, with a light osmanthus fragrance.

Before drying his hair, Xiao Xiangdong came back from the shower.

He wore a white vest on his upper body. The slightly tight material highlighted all the bulging muscles. The chest muscles were not particularly developed, but they were just right. The six-pack abs were neatly placed on the abdomen. The two arms have smooth muscle lines and a sense of strength. Full of hormones.

The lower body is a pair of military green camouflage loose shorts. The exposed legs are no longer as thin and weak as before, but are tight and full of explosive power.

There are still drops of water dripping from the forehead, flowing down the temples to the neck, passing through the protruding Adam's apple, and sinking into the chest.

Meng Xiaoman had never felt the sexiness of a man like Xiao Xiangdong so intuitively.

Seductive, captivating, and dangerous.

"satisfied?"

Meng Xiaoman said nothing, but her face turned red visibly.

Xiao Xiangdong walked up to her and took the towel in her hand, "Have you wiped it off?"

"Oops, almost done." Meng Xiaoman was too nervous and stuttered a little.

Xiao Xiangdong chuckled, put the towel on the dressing table, and suddenly picked him up from the waist.

Meng Xiaoman exclaimed and hugged his neck tightly.

There were only a few steps from the dressing table to the kang, but Meng Xiaoman's heart was beating fast, wishing to walk longer.

Put the person on the kang and take off his shoes. Xiao Xiangdong also got on the kang.

"You..." Meng Xiaoman was blocked when she was about to speak.

This time the kiss was not as gentle as before, it had a domineering and predatory feel. Meng Xiaoman's mouth and tongue were numb from the kiss, and she gasped weakly. Just when she could no longer feel her lips and tongue, Xiao Xiangdong finally let her go, but moved towards her ears and neck, which made her more sensitive.

The warm, wet, slippery touch and the sound of swallowing came from her earlobe, which made her tighten her neck.

But it didn't take long for the neck to be occupied and lost again.

Meng Xiaoman wanted to stop him, but was unable to do so. He could only raise his fragile neck and let out small gasps.

The slender and slightly rough hands, from the thigh to the upper body, brought up waves of numbness, covering the softness, shaping various shapes. Until the wet, hot, and crispy sensations continued to come from the beautiful peak, Meng Xiaoman's head was completely confused.

At some point, the clothes of both of them had been taken off.

Everything is ready to go.

"May I?"

Before Meng Xiaoman completely lost his mind, hearing these mute words was extremely sexy.

She didn't speak, but wrapped her arms around his neck.

Then, the thunder from the sky stirred up the fire on the earth, and the stream met the violent rocks.

Huge and petite, wheat-colored and snow-colored, under the dim and ambiguous light, they began to undulate and fluctuate indistinctly.

In the simple and neat thatched house, the most primitive and harmonious and moving chants in life can be heard.

Fiery and long-lasting.